An Rugu hmmed agreement, “I have a way.”

She had seen a method of destroying the funeral of a living person in the Maoshan arts. She did not need to destroy the mourning hall in person—she could just use a paper man to accept the backlash. The method used to break Liang Jing’s stealing luck spell was somewhat similar to this.

She asked for a piece of red paper, made it into a paper figurine, wrote Xu Han’s eight characters on the paper figure, and tied a few strands of his hair on its head.

Then she put the paper figure on the table. She placed wine glasses and willow branches around it, poured wine into the wine glass, put the wicker stick inside the wine glass, and lit up the paper figure.

In the midst of the flames, she recited a mantra, “Heaven is clear, the earth is clear, right and wrong are divided. Justice is mete without distinction. I am innocent of this sin. I have borne it in place of others. Anyone who borrows luck should retreat quickly. The substitute will bear this crime for me. The Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens is anxious as is the Law.”

The paper figure was burned by the fire. After a while, most of it was burned. It continued until the last piece was burned clean, and the paper figure turned into a puddle of ashes.

Xu Han’s body suddenly felt light all over, and the strong feeling of vitality flooded through him like a warm current, spreading from his heart to his limbs.

He felt like he was submerged in a hot spring, his whole body was warm, and his originally weak legs gradually became stronger.

Xu Han stood up on a whim and took two steps. This time his steps were very steady and sonorous. He was completely different from the man before who seemed as if he was about to die right before their eyes.

At this time, he suddenly felt something strange on top of his head. He couldn’t help but pick up the mirror on the table and turned the mirror towards himself.

His originally black hair had previously turned white; but now his white hair has returned to its original black appearance.

Xu Han’s jaw almost dropped. He was enveloped in deep joy, and his whole body was full of energy. He felt like he had returned to his childhood.

Oh how good this was! His premature aging disease has been cured!

Thinking of the person who helped him, Xu Han felt extremely grateful. He quickly walked over to An Rugu and said sincerely, “Master, you saved my life. I can’t repay you for it!”

“Fifty million is the agreed reward. You only need to pay this,” An Rugu said, very businesslike.

Xu Han felt in his heart that this amount was not as good as his life. After all, he could still make tens of millions more while he was alive.

He thanked An Rugu, “The money will be transferred to you immediately. By the way, master, please leave your contact information. I don’t know who caused me this trouble. What if he comes back to harm me again?”

An Rugu agreed. “Okay. But now that I have broken his spell, he will suffer its backlash. How much life he has stolen from you, will be the amount he has shortened his own lifespan, and he will also suffer retribution. He would definitely not have a good future.”

Xu Han felt very happy when he heard this, and the resentment in his heart disappeared instantly, “Is that so? This kind of harmful person should be cut into pieces by a thousand swords!”

… … translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

Immediately afterwards, the two of them exchanged contact information, and Xu Han said that he would transfer 50 million yuan to her card in the future.

Xu Han was very happy to be healthy again, so he asked the waiter to serve a sumptuous banquet and invited all the Daoist people present to dine.

An Rugu didn’t usually eat heavily at night, but she followed the trend and agreed.

In terms of abilities, big hotels were different. All kinds of dietary restrictions were taken into consideration in advance. The craftsmanship was very good and the variety of dishes served were all full of flavor.

During the banquet, the guests and host himself enjoyed themselves.

Lin Chuji specifically asked for An Rugu’s contact information. Upon seeing this, other people followed suit and also left their contact information one after another. After all, they were all very curious about An Rugu.

After the banquet, An Rugu walked out of the hotel with Lin Chuji; Xu Han had prepared a car to take her back.

When she came to the car door, she suddenly felt that she was being watched—she raised her head and looked to the side.

There was a person standing on the sidewalk in the distance. He looked ordinary and had a lot of acne on his skin. He looked exactly like the person An Rugu had seen at the door of the hotel earlier.

He stared at An Rugu with red anger in his eyes. But seeing that An Rugu was looking his way, he immediately looked away and left.

Next to her, Lin Chuji followed her gaze and asked curiously, “What are you looking at?”

An Rugu said thoughtfully, “Nothing.”

She parted ways with Lin Chuji and got in the car to go back to Cloud Rise Temple.

… …

While in the car, she fell into deep thought. This man had been desperate to enter the hotel from the beginning. He seemed to be very worried about Xu Han’s condition. The hotel attendant firmly refused him entry, so he had no choice but to leave. Now, it seemed that he didn’t leave and was, in fact, waiting outside the hotel doors.

What was he waiting for?

An Rugu took out her cell phone and dialed Xu Han’s number. After a while, Xu Han’s calm voice came from the phone, “Master, what can I do for you?”

An Rugu said quietly, “Did you perhaps invite a man in his mid twenties? He has a lot of acne on his face, his skin is pitted, and his skin condition is not very good.”

“Wait a moment and I’ll ask the secretary.”

Xu Han turned and asked his secretary. Then he resumed talking to An Rugu in a confused tone. “There doesn’t seem to be anyone that young. Perhaps he was an assistant brought by someone else who was invited.”

An Rugu’s tone became subtle, “I don’t think he looked like an assistant. When I first came, I saw him arguing with the hotel attendant by the door, saying that he forgot to bring his invitation, and that he could definitely solve your condition. When I came out just now, I saw him again—I felt like he was here because of your illness.”

Xu Han was not a stupid person. He has been made sharper after working in the business world for a long time. He immediately realized that something was wrong: “… You say he is related to my illness. Could it be that he’s the one who held my funeral while I’m still alive?”

“It’s possible.”

I Livestream Divination to the World translated by Maela @ whitemoonlighttranslations.com

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